What then is this thing, hope?
Its presence so easily presumed upon
Its price so consistently devalued
Its promise so seldom realized
What then is this thing, hope?
A whisper of another world
A herald from a King
A schematic of a future home
What then is this thing, hope?
Whose absence is hell
Whose advent is life
Whose actualization is heaven
What then is this thing, hope?
On a dark Saturday
After a Good Friday
On this day before …
What then is this thing?
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